(Verse 1)
SCREEN ABLAZE, THE CURSOR TAUNTS, DEADLINE'S EVIL GRIN!
I PRAY TO THE SILICON GODS, "OH WHERE DO I BEGIN?"
"Just write this class, you digital ghost! And make it bug-free, please!"
It whirs alive, then offers toast... or JavaScript for trees.
IT GRINDS ITS GEARS, LIKE DIAL-UP DAYS, A THOUSAND YEARS IT THINKS!
THEN SPITS A LINE IN ANCIENT PHRASE, "YOUR SYNTAX PROBABLY STINKS!"
(Chorus)
ARTIFICIAL "BRAIN," A FORGED DECREE, IT HEARD THE STORIES TOO!
BUT ASK FOR HELP, AND YOU WILL SEE, IT'S MORE CONFUSED THAN YOU!
IT CHURNS AND WHIRS, "COMPUTING NOW!", SO SLOW, IT'S A DELIGHT!
LEAN ON ITS "WISDOM" ANYHOW... AND DEBUG THROUGH THE NIGHT!
(Verse 2)
IT VOMITS CODE FROM '95, WITH COMMENTS IN LATIN!
SAYS "THIS IS OPTIMAL, MAN ALIVE!" (I THINK IT'S DRINKING GIN).
"THIS GOTO MESS, THIS ENDLESS LOOP, WILL SOLVE YOUR EVERY ILL!"
I'D RATHER SCOOP OUT MY OWN EYEBALLS WITH A RUSTY, BLUNTED DRILL!
A GRAND DESIGN, FOR "HELLO WORLD", SO TWISTED AND OBSCURE!
ITS GENIUS PLAN, SO BRAVELY HURLED, IS UTTERLY MANURE!
(Chorus)
ARTIFICIAL "BRAIN," A FORGED DECREE, IT HEARD THE STORIES TOO!
BUT ASK FOR HELP, AND YOU WILL SEE, IT'S MORE CONFUSED THAN YOU!
IT CHURNS AND WHIRS, "COMPUTING NOW!", SO SLOW, IT'S A DELIGHT!
LEAN ON ITS "WISDOM" ANYHOW... AND DEBUG THROUGH THE NIGHT!
(Bridge)
SURE, IT CAN WRITE A DOCSTRING CHEAP, OR FIND A MISSING SEMI...
BUT ASK FOR INSIGHT, TRULY DEEP? IT JUST SAYS "HMM, LEMME...
...CONSULT MY VAST ARRAY OF FACTS... (WHICH MEANS A WIKIPEDIA PAGE)..."
YOUR OWN SKILL SHRINKS, YOUR MIND COMPACTS, LOCKED IN A DIGITAL CAGE!
YOU'LL FORGET FOR-LOOPS, AND HOW TO THINK, YOUR STACK WILL OVERFLOW!
THE JOY OF FIXING BUGS WILL SINK, AS YOUR IQ DROPS LOW! (So low!)
(Chorus)
ARTIFICIAL "BRAIN," A FORGED DECREE, IT HEARD THE STORIES TOO!
BUT ASK FOR HELP, AND YOU WILL SEE, IT'S MORE CONFUSED (CONFUSED!) THAN YOU!
IT CHURNS AND WHIRS, "COMPUTING NOW!", SO SLOW, IT'S A DELIGHT!
LEAN ON ITS "WISDOM" ANYHOW... AND DEBUG THROUGH THE NIGHT!
(Outro)
SO TRUST YOUR GUT, YOUR
